silent nite
I'm home after another whirlwind trip - a culmination of 2 months of intense work, extreme life and stress meeting a weekend wedding in California. CRAZINESS...
And so the dust settles...and after 12 hours en route home to process life in general, I find I am in silence...a good silence...a humbled silence...an intimate silence shared with my God...
This is me...raw... honest... exposed...
and I find this song playing over and over in my head:
Tired of telling you, you have me
When I know you really don't
Tired of telling you I'll follow
When I know I reallly won't
Cause I'd rather stand here speechless
With no great words to say
If my silence is more truthful
And my ears can hear how to walk in your way
In the silence
You are speaking
In the quiet I can feel the fire
And it's burning, burning deeply
Burning all that it is that you desire to be silent, in me
Oh Jesus can you hear me?
My soul is screaming out
And my broken will cries teach me
What your Kingdom's all about
Unite my heart to fear you,
To fear your holy name
And create a life of worship
In the spirit and truth of your loving ways
-Jason Upton
And so the dust settles...and after 12 hours en route home to process life in general, I find I am in silence...a good silence...a humbled silence...an intimate silence shared with my God...
This is me...raw... honest... exposed...
and I find this song playing over and over in my head:Tired of telling you, you have me
When I know you really don't
Tired of telling you I'll follow
When I know I reallly won't
Cause I'd rather stand here speechless
With no great words to say
If my silence is more truthful
And my ears can hear how to walk in your way
In the silence
You are speaking
In the quiet I can feel the fire
And it's burning, burning deeply
Burning all that it is that you desire to be silent, in me
Oh Jesus can you hear me?
My soul is screaming out
And my broken will cries teach me
What your Kingdom's all about
Unite my heart to fear you,
To fear your holy name
And create a life of worship
In the spirit and truth of your loving ways
-Jason Upton
posted by The Bean Bag Chair at 2:01 AM
9 Comments:
Wow.....I can't believe you would quote an artist as talentless as Jason Upton. The boy is completely void of any sort of artistic flair or passionate charisma. As a world-wide worshipped artist, I found it astonishing that a mildly intelligent woman would subject herself to such a barbaric doctrine. You leave me with no other choice but to report your blog to the proper authority. The violations are astounding and too many to list. In fact, I would go as far to say, that if listed all the artistic flaws of your website, it would be more inspirational than anything Jason Upton has ever produced. I’m only trying to help you. For I see you as, one of lost children of the artistic community. I promise, I will be a proper surrogate and raise and nurture you into a young and bombastic creator or great work. Unfortunately, the internet has been contacted about your violations and is reviewing your subject matter. Please, I urge you to contact me, if you need any guidance in finding the artistic lighthouse amongst the clouds of your bad taste, I’ll be here for your.
Shamus Goldensteinbergbaum
wow...for being classified as "mildy intelligent" with the amount of artistic flaws I apparently possess, I am surprised that someone of your calibre would bother visiting, let alone posting commentary on my blog. No doubt you're patting yourself on the back at airing yet another of your pompous pseudo opinions in your quest to save the world of the tragedy of artistic failure. Bravo!
The real tragedy lies in the fact that in your haste to appear intelligent and grasp at the title of a seasoned connoisseur of the world of art, you missed the point of my scribblings.
As for guidance...if you're looking for a Ms.Dae, you have the wrong blog.
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dude, who are you telling everyone
on? you make no sense...crazy joe davola
I'm right there with you, A-M!
Ah, I see ole Shamus is getting his firey self worked up again. I have to say that even though his longevity has rendered his ways a little old fashioned at times, I am ashamed at all of you supposed good christians for vilifying him so. It does not take but a cursory glance at your community of blogs to see that time and time again, this "gollum" has made clear his ultimate goal of guiding you along the path of truly righteous art. You would do well to heed his suggestions, even if they do involve reporting you to the proper Internet authorities. Mr. Goldensteinbergbaum once reported my blog to the Internet authorities, and it has helped me see the light. He is a connoisseur with a keen eye for true talent. You should take his suggestions as the ultimate complement.
I'm ashamed that my failures are being broadcasted to the entire world on this website, I'm ashamed that my message has been misconstrued and misinterpreted, but what I'm ashamed of the most is, how I have let all of you children down. Like a remedial flock of sheep, I have abandoned you in an abyss of bad taste and poor artistic direction. The estrangement has left you as artistic barbarians unable and unwilling to accept constructive criticism. Was it hasty a choice to get the internet involved? Possibly. But was it misguided or mean spirited? Hardly. It was done out of love. Love of art and love of teaching. When I saw some of your artistic choices, I was truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, scared and appalled. My first thought was, who are these creative deviants assaulting my eyes and great artistic sensibilities? Then, the greatness within me that seeks challenges of epic proportions saw it as an opportunity to abolish you from the slavery of bad taste. I’m merely trying to help. I want you to be great. You don’t have to settle being second rate and lackluster. You can be better. Please allow me to help you be great artists. I think in time you will think of me as a pillar of your positive growth.
Shamus
shamus, you're wierd
...so much for a silent nite...
I think I'm going to leave the artistic guidance and inspiration to the Master Creator who has proved Himself flawless and an expert in the area of refinement, and save my breath to cool my soup...
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